Qin Mu's heart was slightly shaken. The doctorate of Taixue was used to solve the problem of geniuses having difficulty teaching students according to their aptitude!
If Bashan Jijiu and the Young Patriarch can really solve this problem, then there will be no need to borrow the power of the Demon Sect if we encounter the problem of Daozi and Buddha blocking the door again.
The defeat of Daozi of the Daomen and the Buddhist disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple this time was all due to the power of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Qin Mu is the young leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and Si Yunxiang is most likely Granny Si, who is the previous saint and the previous leader. Madam, it can be said that Taiyuan University has completely failed.
Shen Wanyun felt awkward listening to the two people talking to each other. Every time he mustered up the courage to ask the doubts in his heart, he hesitated.
Finally, he couldn't help but said: "Teacher Bashan, what is going on with the senior fellow apprentices you are talking about?"
"What are you talking about?"
Bashan Jijiu said casually: "He and I have the same master, and he is my junior brother. You have to call him uncle."
"Uncle Master..."
Shen Wanyun was silent, and after a while, he said: "If my cultivation level is higher than his, do I still need to call him uncle?"
Ba Shan Jijiu laughed and said: "What are you thinking? You are not his opponent. His ability is one step higher than yours. Do you know what "one step higher" means? It means one chopstick higher than you. Higher. A line is a hair higher than a hair, and a step higher is dozens of times higher than a line, you know? Moreover, don’t say you can’t defeat him, even if you beat him you still have to call him uncle.”
Shen Wanyun snorted and said nonchalantly: "How do you know if you haven't fought..."
"Don't fight, you will lose."
Bashan Jijiu smiled and said: "His skills are on the level of a Taoist Buddha..."
Qin Mu tugged at the corner of his clothes, and Ba Shan Jijiu quickly shut up.
He is famous for his loud voice in Taiyuan University. He can't hide anything in his heart and will reveal everything quickly. He just revealed the flaw in Qin Mu's technique, and now he almost revealed the flaw in Qin Mu's technique. Defeating Lin Xuan Daozi.
Bashan Jijiu looked at Qin Mu, stood up and said: "Dajijiu makes me inseparable from you, and also means to let you follow me. But since you are my junior brother, then don't call me teacher. My teaching is simple, that is Let's go out together to experience. But I can't take many people with me when I go out. The goal of bringing many people is too big for me to take care of them all. Last time I went out, I only took Shen Wanyun with me. Since I have to take you with me this time, I can only take you with me. Bring another scholar."
Shen Wanyun looked expectant.
Bashan Jijiu knew what he was thinking, so he stood up and walked out, shaking his head and saying: "I won't take you with me this time. I need to choose a few qualified scholars, let them study and practice with me, and verify the big Jijiu proposal. Is there any doctor available? These people will be used as candidates for the doctor of Taixue. Junior brother, you go to Tianlu Tower and choose a few scriptures to take with you on the way, and I will teach you on the way."
He left the courtyard, probably to find some scholars with outstanding qualifications.
Qin Mu looked at Shen Wanyun and smiled: "Senior nephew Shen..."
Shen Wanyun's face darkened, he stood up and said, "The day I am not defeated by you, the day I will not call you my uncle!" After that, he walked out of Qin Mu's yard.
Qin Mu didn't take it seriously, looked at the little fox and the green ox, and said, "You guys pack your bags, I'll go to Tianlu Tower to choose some magical powers."
These two guys were very drunk and were clamoring about becoming sworn brothers. I don't know if they heard it or not.
Qin Mu took the book cards and walked out of the yard. Several handymen came outside and planned to repair his yard and door.
He came outside the courtyard and walked towards the Scholar's Residence. At this moment, he saw the doors of the courtyards of the Scholar's Residence opening. A scholar came out of the room and stood in the middle of the road, facing him, one by one.
in silence.
Qin Mu looked back and saw that the doors of the courtyards behind him were also opened, and a scholar came out of their respective courtyards and stood in the middle of the road.
Most of these scholars were people who had been beaten by him. Some had their sword cases standing at their feet, and some had already carried them behind their backs.
In addition to them, there are a few people he has never beaten before, including Qin Yu, who took the exam with him, and several other children of big families. In the entire scholar residence, there are probably only Wei Yong and Si Yunxiang.
When five or six people didn't come out.
"Want to fight again?"
Qin Mu laughed and walked forward. A scholar behind him sneered: "Abandoned people, don't you dare to start at the end of the alley? Are you afraid?"
Qin Mu stopped and looked back at the scholar who made a sound. He seemed to be the only scholar who had been beaten three times by him. He only beat the other scholars twice, but this one was the only one who talked a lot.
He was told to abandon the people every time, so he held it up and wrote on his face, then planted it in the ground, which was considered a three-time beating.
The scholar could not conceal his excitement: "abandoned people, your weakness has been pointed out by Bashan Jijiu. This time you will be defeated from the end of the alley to the end of the alley!"
Qin Mu turned around and said seriously: "Senior brother, what is your name? After I lose, I can also know whose hand I lost to."
A smile slowly appeared on the scholar's face: "So that you can learn that my surname is Yan and my name is Qinghe."
Qin Mu said seriously: "I hope to be the first to be defeated by Senior Brother Yan, and I also ask Senior Brother Yan to give me some advice."
Yan Qinghe was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Although you come from a barbaric land, you still know how to advance and retreat. Anyway, I won't let you lose too miserably. Use your sword!"
Boom!
Qin Mu raised his feet and took a step forward. His powerful body actually smashed the air in front of him into a wall of air. The next moment, the wall of air exploded. Qin Mu almost punched out. His fist blasted through the air and burst out with a burst of air.
The round white air flow spreads in all directions.
"Why don't you draw your sword..."
Yan Qinghe didn't care about using Qi to control the sword, and hurriedly raised his arms to block his punch with his two forearms. He didn't have time to use Qi to control the sword now. If he wanted to fly the sword at this time, he might not be able to do it before the sword was ready.
As soon as he took out the sheath, he was already punched to death!
call--
The sound of heavy objects breaking through the air came, and the faces of the soldiers behind Yan Qinghe changed greatly, and they hurriedly turned around to avoid it. Yan Qinghe's figure was seen flying backwards from Qin Mu, and arrived at the end of the alley in an instant!
At the end of the alley, Wei Yong was about to open the door when suddenly a black shadow flashed past, followed by a loud bang. In front of him, a person posted large letters on the wall at the end of the alley, and his body sank deeply into the wall.
The surrounding walls are deeply sunken, and the broken stones are covered with spiderweb-like textures.
Wei Yong was startled and hurriedly looked over. He caught a glimpse of the scene in the Shiziju alley and smiled happily: "Brothers, please don't misunderstand me. I didn't see anything and I won't tell anyone about anything!"
Just as he was about to retreat to his room, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. Wei Yong turned around quickly, only to see Bashan Jijiu standing behind him.
"Do not talk."
Bashan Jijiu whispered: "Let him fight."
Wei Yong was puzzled and said: "Sacrifice wine, what are you going to do?"
Bashan Jijiu glanced at him and said: "I plan to select a few scholars from among the scholars who are worthy of teaching, and personally teach them the magical way."
Wei Yong was still a little puzzled, and Bashan offered wine and said triumphantly: "I just pretended to be loud and poked the flaw in Qin Shizi's shoulder to provoke these scholars and let them know Qin Shizi's flaw. When they knew the flaw, they
I will definitely take action against Qin Shizi, and Qin Shizi will take action to defeat them. In this way, I can know the strength of these scholars. Those who can only take one or two moves are definitely not good. At any rate, they must be able to take on Qin Shizi's three or five moves.
Only then can you be worthy of being taught by me personally."
Wei Yong praised: "What a great idea! Offering wine is really smart. By the way, offering wine, look at me..."
Bashan Jijiu looked him up and down and said, "How many moves can you take from Qin Shizi?"
Wei Yongtou said: "I also want to go out and compete with Qin Shizi?"
Bashan Jijiu showed a kind smile.
Wei Yong's scalp was numb.
Bang.
There was a loud noise outside, and another scholar was slapped to the ground by Qin Mu. Dozens of green bricks on the ground were broken into pieces!
The few handymen who were repairing the door wall for Qin Mu were also startled, and each of them frowned. An old handyman said slowly: "Young masters, please be quieter and don't let us repair every day."
Qin Mu bowed and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
He walked up the alley and passed by a scholar. The scholar's eyes twitched but he did not move.
He continued to walk forward. Just as a scholar was about to raise his hand to draw his sword, he heard a loud bang and was slapped into the ground by his palm, leaving only his head exposed.
"Destroy it!" the old handyman couldn't help shouting.
Qin Mu quickly turned around, cautiously staying out of trouble, and then continued walking out.
Another scholar couldn't help but take action. Hearing an endless sound like a bowstring vibrating, the scholar's figure flew up and hung on the wall. The strong wind from Qin Mu's finger force blew the wall.
Make a few holes.
The old handyman was about to get angry, but Qin Mu quickly turned around and tried again.
call--
A scholar flew up into the air, danced and fell down, landing on his head and feet on the roof, and half of his body plunged into the room.
Boom, a vibration came, and another scholar was knocked into the wall by Qin Mu. When the servants saw this, they all sighed and refused to let them move any slower.
"I come!"
Qin Mu suddenly felt the evil wind blowing against his face from behind, and turned around hurriedly. He saw sword lights like dragons flying in front of him, and dozens of dragons flying up and down, flying around him.
"Wandering Sword Style?"
Qin Mu was surprised. There were not many scholars who could practice the sword movement to this extent. Moreover, the one who had such profound attainments in integrating the dragon spirit into the sword should be Qin Yu.
Qin Mu also pointed out that the vitality was a sword, and with his fingers beating, he used basic sword postures such as sword stabbing posture, sword lifting posture, cloud sword posture, and sword wiping posture to block and defeat the sword lights that were like swimming dragons.
The light dissipated and turned into sharp swords nailed to the wall, buzzing.
Qin Yu's sword case had been emptied, and he looked panicked. He was moving like a dragon and was about to retreat. Qin Mu flicked his fingers, making five clang-clang sounds, and flicked Qin Yu away with thunder.
"The strength is not bad. I want to see that young dragon's swordsmanship." Qin Mu praised him and said to Qin Yu.
When the handymen who were repairing the wall saw Qin Mu's swordsmanship, they all applauded and praised: "My dear brother, you have the bearing of a master!"